Pain is free-standing. It is angry and far-reaching and cruel. It makes you disbelieve truth, and see things that are not there, and scream until your jaw hurts and your throat is raw. Then, it makes you buckle forward, because it is strong enough to sap all your strength and make all your limbs useless.

Pain won't let you sleep, and makes your thoughts spin around your head, and brings back pictures of things you never want to see again. Pain allows you to step back into the tranquil moments of happy memories, and then rips the blanket away to let you remember that it will never happen again, that they are no longer real.

Pain make you realise how much control you had over your life before, now that it's found you something you can't possibly fix.